(Minghui.org) In 1996, I was suddenly poisoned by a potent toxin. My health declined rapidly, and I was in constant agony. I sought help at every hospital in the city, visited various clinics, and tried every folk remedy imaginable. Despite exhausting all possible treatments and spending a fortune, the deadly poison remained trapped inside me—no medicine could expel it. Each day, I endured unbearable pain, trapped between the agony of living and the despair of dying. I wept countless tears.
Dafa Brings a Withered Tree Back to Life
One day in the latter half of 1998, I passed by a small square and was drawn by the sound of pleasant music in the distance. My curiosity piqued, I approached and saw a group of people standing in neat formation, eyes closed, holding their hands up in front of them. The scene was peaceful, radiating a powerful energy field. I also noticed a yellow banner that read, “Free Falun Dafa Exercise Teaching.”
A practitioner approached me, handed me a brochure about Falun Dafa, and introduced the practice. After carefully reading the brochure, I was deeply moved. I realized that Falun Dafa was not just an ordinary qigong practice for healing illnesses and improving health, but a Buddhist cultivation practice that teaches people to uphold virtue, do good deeds, and return to their true nature. I finally felt I had found the supreme and noble path I had been earnestly seeking.
Hope reignited within me, and from the depths of my heart I cried out: “I have found my Master!” From that day forward, I embarked upon a path leading back to my true self.
When I first began practicing, I couldn’t cross my legs, so I used straps to bind them into the full lotus position. Despite excruciating pain, I gritted my teeth and persevered. Within less than a month, I could meditate in the full lotus position for an hour while following the exercise music. I attended outdoor group practice sessions every day, regardless of the weather. Even during the coldest winter when heavy snow fell, I persisted in sitting cross-legged in the snow.
Master purified my body, and soon I was free of illness and felt as light as a feather. My skin became fair and rosy, my hair black and glossy, and I looked much younger than my actual age. A long-lost smile finally returned to my face.
As someone whom modern medicine and every other method had failed to cure, I underwent a complete transformation without spending a single penny, simply by cultivating Dafa. I was given a new life, Master gave me a second chance. What a blessing to encounter Dafa! It truly saved me from the brink of despair!
Amazing Experiences at the Beginning of Cultivation
I have repeatedly watched Master’s lecture videos and exercise instruction videos, and obtained several Dafa books, including Zhuan Falun. Each day, I immerse myself in the light of the Fa, striving to assimilate to the cosmic characteristics of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance. I find joy in hardship, hold myself to strict standards, and my xinxing continues to elevate.
I grew indifferent to worldly fame, fortune, affection, and all manner of temptations. Cultivation became the most important endeavor of my life. Whenever I had time, I studied the Fa and did the exercises. Because I obtained the Fa relatively late, Master compassionately showed me a miracle that remains vivid in my memory to this day.
On the very first night after returning home from my initial exercise session, I was astonished to see my front door glowing. I observed a layer of colorful radiance enveloping my family members, leaving me utterly perplexed. The next day at the practice site, a veteran practitioner explained that Master had opened my third eye (celestial vision).
A few days later, I clearly saw a large golden eye on my forehead—vast and beautiful, its color unlike anything in this world. The eye gazed back at me before fading away. It was just as Master described in Zhuan Falun. Sometimes when I cultivate diligently, I also see Falun.
One night while sleeping, I suddenly felt a powerful surge of energy, which poured through the top of my head and coursed through my entire body, making me feel intensely warm. I woke up and opened my eyes to see the blanket covering me floating up and hovering in midair under the force of this immense energy. I felt my own body, lying flat, gradually lift off the bed surface and remain suspended in the air for a moment.
I realized that Master must be bestowing an empowerment (guanding) upon me, which filled me with profound joy. This phenomenon has occurred several times in my life.
Unyielding Through Trials and Tribulations
On July 20, 1999, the Chinese Communist Party launched a harsh persecution against Falun Dafa. The faith of hundreds of millions of practitioners was suppressed, while the world was deceived and poisoned by lies. Many, unaware of the truth and out of ignorance, committed the boundless sin of slandering Dafa. This sudden and immense tribulation challenges the conscience of people everywhere.
Master has introduced the incomparably precious Dafa to the world. As Dafa disciples, we have benefited physically and mentally from the Fa. In the face of this immense tribulation, upholding Master, validating Dafa, and saving sentient beings are the unwavering responsibilities and sacred missions entrusted to Dafa disciples.
During that period, countless Dafa disciples from all over the country stepped forward to safeguard Dafa, clarified the truth to the world, and left behind many inspiring stories for humanity.
Exercising in Public to Validate Dafa
In the spring of 2000, determined to validate Dafa and uphold Master’s name, I faced immense pressure to practice the exercises publicly. On the first morning, I sat cross-legged alone outdoors for an hour, tears streaming down my face. When I finished, I noticed several people standing by the roadside watching.
Afterwards, I practiced outdoors every morning for over a week. Each day, some people silently watched, sometimes whispering, “Look, Falun Dafa.” On the final day, while I was exercising, someone reported me to the authorities. The police arrived, forcibly took me away and detained me. I was later released, but subsequently lost my job. Eventually, like many fellow practitioners who stood up against the persecution, I became homeless.
No Torture or Sleep Deprivation Could Break Me
While clarifying the truth and validating Dafa, I was arrested. In that dark, oppressive place, the guard instructed inmates to torture me in many ways to force me to "transform" and betray fellow practitioners.
Yet I knew deeply that Master had given me a new life. My gratitude to Master and my righteous faith were as solid as rock, having permeated the very core of my being. I revealed nothing about any fellow practitioners.
In the dark den, I was punished day and night, forbidden to rest, and deprived of my basic right to sleep. During those harrowing times, I kept silently reciting Master’s Fa in my heart: “When it’s difficult to endure, you can endure it. When it’s impossible to do, you can do it.” (Lecture Nine, Zhuan Falun) “Live with no pursuit, Die not caring about staying; Clear out all wild thoughts, Cultivating to a Buddha is not hard.” (“Nonexistence,” Hong Yin)
I had endured torture and hadn’t slept for almost two months. My body was wracked with agony. My heart ached intensely, my legs and feet were severely swollen, and my head and eyes throbbed with pain.
One day, I sensed myself gradually floating upward into the air, weightless. Below me, I could see my physical body still standing against the wall in the dark cell. Suddenly, I realized my spirit had left my body. I reminded myself, my mission is not yet complete; I must return. Instantly, I returned to my body, and overwhelming pain consumed me once more.
One night, a group of malicious individuals repeatedly beat and verbally abused me with belts and shoes, torturing me in every unimaginable way for hours until they were exhausted. Yet, throughout those hours, I felt my body enveloped by a powerful energy—much like the Golden Bell Shield or Iron Shirt described by Master in the Fa. This protective force seemed to shield me from pain, and my body felt no discomfort.
Although I couldn’t see, I knew Master’s Law Body was beside me, watching over and protecting me. In that moment, my heart filled with boundless gratitude toward Master. Instead of resentment or hatred, I only felt compassion for those who beat me.
I observed those wicked individuals, utterly exhausted from their efforts. Driven by short-term gains, they persecuted a Dafa disciple walking the divine path. They would have to pay for the sins they committed in the future. I couldn’t help but feel compassion for them.
Immobilize Evil Doers
On another occasion, several brutal guards planned to use even more vicious methods against me, with the intent to kill me. I shouted loudly to stop them, warning them not to persecute Dafa disciples, as good is rewarded and evil is punished—an immutable universal law. With my righteous thoughts I immobilized them. They retreated, standing frozen in place and motionless for a long time.
In that moment, the evil’s persecution against me disintegrated. I thought perhaps my power of immobilization had worked—the compassion and majesty of Dafa coexist. Dafa disciples possess strong righteous thoughts and can use supernatural powers to prevent evildoers from committing harm. This is the manifestation of Dafa’s power in the human world.
In the dark cell, I was strictly watched by those “monitoring” me. Although I couldn’t study the Fa or exercise normally, I firmly remembered Master’s words: “Just by staying unaffected you will be able to handle all situations.” (Teachings at the Midwestern U.S. Conference)
Blessed by Dafa
I often recited the Fa in my heart and felt Master’s blessings, my body enveloped in energy. During the cold winter, while other detainees shivered even in thick clothing, I gave my few warm, heavy garments to a frail detainee. Wearing only thin clothes myself, I felt no cold. Everyone found this astonishing.
Life in the prison cell was defined by poor living conditions and bad sanitation. In the summer, swarms of mosquitoes plagued the inmates, constantly biting those imprisoned alongside me. Especially at night, the mosquitoes were relentless, leaving their skin itchy and swollen, making sleep impossible. Yet mosquitoes never bit me; I alone was spared.
During the sweltering summer, everyone else was drenched in sweat, struggling to endure the intense heat. But I remained calm and cool, being less affected by the scorching temperatures.
Falun Dafa cultivation is a dual cultivation of mind and body. As long as one improves their xinxing, a Dafa disciple’s body will be gradually transformed by high-energy matter. Witnessing the extraordinary nature and beauty of Falun Dafa that manifested in me, many people developed deep respect for the practice. Numerous individuals have come to understand the truth about Falun Dafa and found salvation.
Assisting Master to Rectify the Fa
After my release, I seized every moment to study the Fa, cultivate my heart, and look inward. Cultivation holds no trivial matters—every thought and notion must be measured against the Fa. I became acutely aware that cultivation is a profoundly challenging and solemn journey
I resolved to do the three things well and keep pace with the progress of Fa-rectification. Master has told us in The Essentials of Diligent Progress II: “Dafa Disciples’ Righteous Thoughts Are Powerful” My own personal experience has confirmed this truth.
One sweltering summer day, I returned home and noticed a police car parked outside my house. The car was empty. I anxiously wondered if the police were inside harassing my family, trying to target me. I had no choice but to leave quickly.
I gazed up at the sky, clear and still, not a breath of wind. On the road, I sent forth a powerful righteous thought: Evil must not be allowed to persecute Dafa disciples. Evil must not be permitted to harm my family or touch a single thing in my home. Let the evil forces leave my house immediately. In my heart, I silently asked Master for His blessing.
Within a few minutes, the sky transformed dramatically. A fierce gale howled, dark clouds pressed down from overhead, turning day into night. Lightning flashed and thunder roared as if the sky had torn apart, unleashing a torrential downpour! Pedestrians fled in panic and scattered in all directions to seek shelter. The speed of this transformation was so swift it was almost mythical—nearly beyond belief.
Later I learned that the police had come to my home, intending to arrest me, and threatened and intimidated my family. Then suddenly, the sky darkened, day turned to night in an instant, and a fierce wind began to howl. Terrified, the police fled in panic, and the evil persecution collapsed. It was compassionate Master who protected my family and me and resolved this ordeal.
No Lockdowns Can Stop Me
In early 2020, the COVID-19 virus erupted on a massive scale. The Chinese Communist Party imposed extreme lockdowns, forced vaccinations, and mandatory health code checks. I have never been vaccinated, rarely wear a mask when going out, and maintain a rosy complexion. I never contracted the virus, nor did any of my friends and relatives who understood the truth.
Many residential complexes have checkpoints at main gates, entrances, and key road access points. Gaining access requires an ID card, an access pass, scanning a QR code, or facial recognition. When I occasionally enter or exit different complexes, I don’t want to scan codes or use facial recognition. The righteous thoughts of Dafa disciples hold power. Before each entrance or exit, I send forth the thought: I completely negate the evil’s illegal surveillance. Let them not see me. I will pass through normally. Sure enough, each time the gatekeepers couldn’t see me, and I passed through freely and confidently.
During the pandemic, an elderly fellow practitioner was unwell and unable to leave her home. One day, I wanted to visit her. Her building had a security door requiring an access card to enter. I didn’t have a card, nor did I ring the doorbell. My heart was pure, I simply wished to see her.
I casually pulled the handle, and the tightly locked security door swung open. When I knocked on the elderly practitioner’s door, she was astonished to see me and asked, “How did you get in?” I replied, “Just like that.” She found it amazing: “Without an access card, how could you possibly enter?” I smiled and said, “It was Master’s help.”
To encourage me, Master would sometimes reveal wondrous visions in my dreams. On one such night, I traversed layer upon layer of the cosmos in a dream, reaching a distant celestial realm—a beautiful heavenly world. The scene was solemn and sublime; jade palaces and crystal towers, shimmered amidst mountains and waters of indescribable beauty, resplendent in gold and jade—beyond description in human language. As I marveled at the sights, my heart filled with joy. Suddenly, a resounding voice echoed from the distant heavens, reminding me that my mission remained unfinished and that I must return to the mortal world. And so, I returned.
This world is not our true home, for nothing on earth is eternal. We are merely passing through, fulfilling our vows and completing our mission. Our true home lies in the beautiful Celestial Palace, where the new universe is utterly splendid. The beings there eagerly await the return of their Lord.
(Selected Submissions to the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)
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